Transform randomly in Kexue World

Chapter 477: Qianjian surrendered after losing his life

No, I can't laugh... If I feel happy, then there is no difference between me and this guy on the ground.

After seeing the old woman's confused expression, Haibara Ai, who had no favorable impression of her blocking the car, was trying hard to suppress the desire to raise the corners of his mouth.

Haiyuan Ai tried hard to prevent herself from being infected by someone's bad taste. She turned her eyes away from the old woman's face and looked straight ahead with an expressionless expression.

And in the eyes of Senjian Yudai, this little girl is really not ordinary indifferent. Waiting for him to obey her arrangement.

After thinking about it calmly, Senjian Yudai realized that there was really nothing he could do now. He could only rush to the Twilight Pavilion and call for help.

So she opened the door and got into the car without adjusting the seat or rearview mirror. She hurriedly started the car again and drove away from the scene of the accident.

When passing by Qianjian's Felt car, she explained in a painful tone: "My car broke down on the road, I just wanted to stop the car behind me and get a ride. I didn't expect that scare others."

Things were pretty much what Haihara Ai had guessed, so she still reacted calmly and replied casually: "Well, I don't blame you. It just happened that the brakes of this car were broken and he couldn't stop."

Senjian Shidai: Oh my god, there are no brakes? It was really dangerous for me to say that just now.

"It's just pieces of the bottle... He was drinking and driving."

This gave her a glimpse of some broken pieces of green glass or crystal-like objects at her feet. Each piece was not very big.

"what is this?"

Driving while drinking is something that kid Harushi Motegi would do. But someone who can fall out of a car window is definitely not too big, and Motegi Haruhi is the tall type.

Senjian Shidai: Oh my god! Still drunk driving! Drunk driving a car with broken brakes!
Qianjian Fangdai now feels that he really saved his life not long ago. Perhaps his father's spirit in heaven is still protecting him.

Wait, that's not right... there's no smell of alcohol in the car, not even a trace. Senjian Shengshi sniffed. Although he was older and his senses were no longer sensitive, his sense of smell should not have completely deteriorated. Also, is it because the car window is open?
Senjian Yushiro raised the window and asked at the same time: "My child, who are you as the driver? Are you an elder?"

But she still felt guilty when she thought of the dangerous person who was thrown into the woods.

In fact, those invitations were sent out by others under the instruction of Qian Jian, and she knew all the guests.

Most of Martin's fragments and clothes have been moved under the back table and chairs using gold, but there are too many fragments, and there are still a few pieces that have not been completely transferred.

And thinking that he was driving a car without brakes, Senjian Shiyoshi's attention shifted to his feet.

The only people who will appear here at this time are those who want to go to the Twilight Pavilion, that is, the famous detectives who have received the invitation letter from the 'Phantom of the God-Forsaken Child'.

Among the people invited were the smaller ones, including the female Gunda Ikumi, or the high school detective Hakuba Tan. Qianjian Fangdai didn't know much about these two people, but one was the coroner of the Metropolitan Police Department and the other was the police chief's son. He couldn't imagine that they would do such a thing as drunk driving.

"He's my brother." Following someone's example, Haiyuan Ai took advantage of Martin's words.

She wanted to raise her seniority even higher, but unfortunately, given her physical condition, no one would believe her son. "..."

Because Martin's legs were quite long today, he moved the driver's seat very far back. At this time, Senjian Shidai could only press the brakes by resting his butt on the edge of the chair.

This wide distance and Haiyuan Ai's words made her imagine a scene in her mind: a five- or six-year-old kid, who was a little shorter than the little girl, stood in front of the chair and drove, holding a wine bottle in one hand and grabbing the steering wheel in the other, and then You can only see the road ahead by tiptoeing, and in front of you is yourself standing stupidly in the middle of the road.

Nonsense. Qianjian Fangshi expelled the picture from her mind. She could see that this little girl probably didn't tell the truth from the beginning.

Judging from her appearance, the driver was definitely not in danger, but where was the driver? Sneak away when you approach their car? Can it be done? Why do this?
"Your brother is really awesome..." Pretending not to notice that the little girl was lying, Qian Jianjiangdai dealt with it casually.

Then she pretended to look back casually and glanced at the back seat. Naturally, no one was found. There was only a piece of black clothes thrown on the chair. No men's or women's styles could be seen.

With doubts in his heart, Qianjian Shendai tentatively inquired about Haibara Ai's information during the journey, such as his name, parent status, any detectives he knew, etc.

On the one hand, Haihara Ai is wary of the organization, but on the other hand, he is constantly doing nothing. Anyway, he is already talking about the wrong thing, so why not continue. So I gave all kinds of random answers. My name is PreCure, my parents are Liz Meitner and Albert Einstein, and the detective I know is Masked Superman.

As a result, Senjian Shidai could not pretend not to hear it, and looked at the Twilight Pavilion in silence.

"This is it. Let's call someone to save your companions." Qian Jianjiayo said with a complicated mood, got out of the car and walked towards the Dusk Pavilion in the heavy rain.

Haibara Ai also looked at her with a somewhat complicated look. On the way up the mountain, there was a place that seemed to her like a fork in the road. It was a fork in the road that neither she nor Martin knew how to take, but Senjian Shishiro was driving. I chose one of the directions without any hesitation.

Are you well prepared? Or have you been here before?

Although I wanted to discuss it with Martin and see what he wanted to do, his delay in getting out of the car would arouse suspicion. So she got out of the car directly, and Senjian Yudai came over and held an umbrella for her.

On the way here, Martin said that the Twilight Pavilion was built of gold, but now Haiyuan Ai couldn't tell this. He could only tell from the dim light that this was indeed a very grand building, and it looked bigger than St. Paul. The church is even bigger.

However, as they walked towards the Twilight Pavilion, Haihara Ai suddenly felt a familiar heart palpitation.

thump! thump! She covered her chest, frowned slightly, and stopped.

Senjian Yueyo noticed something strange about her: "Kid, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

"Well, maybe it's because you've been in the car for too long? I have a stomachache." Haiyuan Ai slid the hand covering his chest down onto his stomach, adjusted his condition and continued to walk forward.

But in the world in her eyes, the magnificent building in front of her was distorted and deformed by the dark atmosphere.

This feeling... is the breath of the organization?
Was it left by the person who once lived here? Or is it the psychological effect after hearing this? Or maybe there are members of the organization appearing here?

(End of this chapter)